Hearing this nickname, Yan Junze suddenly woke up.

People who can put on such a name, if not so bold, are at least the kind of bold ones.

It seems that I have lost my eyes, and these two girls may be the two most courageous among the auditors of the association.

Zhang Ying has short men's hair, white short sleeves and jeans, and looks very energetic. And Liao Jing is wearing sportswear, white net shoes, and a ponytail, which is also very lively.

"This is our president, Marton." Yang Yang pointed to the flat-headed glasses man who was sitting with Yan Junze just now.

"There are two vice presidents of the Spiritual Association, in addition to me, so is Zhang Ying, the living Yama." Yang Yang said again.

Yan Junze nodded.

His gaze swept over the nine people seated one by one.

"You can get ready and get started." Zhang Ying said.

"Okay." Yan Junze began to think that there were actually a lot of ghost stories he could tell, and of course he had to tell what he had experienced to feel better.

While thinking, he noticed that these people could not hide their excitement one by one, and their eyes were turning around on him, as if listening to ghost stories was also a preference for them.

After thinking quietly for a moment, Yan Junze spoke: "Tell me a true story that I experienced, the story that I had to tell with the American Canary teacher......"

"Ah, wait." Yang Yang interrupted him and reminded, "We want to listen to ghost stories, not those messy ones."

Yan Junze smiled and continued: "She was possessed by a possessed spirit after class that day, but I didn't know it, and after class, she took the paper to be corrected to the office, and she was the only teacher in the office at that time...... Oh, and the possessed spirit......"

Yan Junze spoke unhurriedly, hiding the fact that he was going to complete the task, and he didn't choose to tell about other supernatural events that had been filmed and uploaded, otherwise these guys who study the supernatural would not dare to guarantee that they have not watched these videos.

He narrated in great detail, from finding that Teacher Zhang Tiantian was a little suspicious, to wanting to leave the office but couldn't, to picking up a pen for Zhang Tiantian, pulling out a ballpoint pen from her eye hole and stuffing it back, delaying the time for the possessed spirit to completely control Zhang Tiantian, and finally hiding himself under the table, until the final struggle, when the spirit killer appeared.

Originally, the facts were similar, Yan Junze only changed some of the details, but the atmosphere of the whole weird scene was basically described in place, and slowly, a permeating sense of silence permeated the activity room.

Except for Yan Junze's voice, no other sound can be heard at this moment.

After he said that he had reinserted the ballpoint pen into Zhang Tiantian's eye socket, he clearly saw that two boys listening to the story trembled slightly.

Until the thrilling moment when he was almost possessed by the possessed spirit at the end of the story, Yan Junze stopped.

The scene was quiet, and no one spoke for a while.

Yan Junze noticed that except for the two boys who had just shaken, the expressions of the others seemed to be calm.

President Marton spoke: "What did you really experience about this incident?"

"Well, it's the real deal." Yan Junze nodded.

"Good, but I don't think it's up to the membership requirements." Marton shook his head, he obviously didn't believe it, and turned to the others: "Auditors present, give Yan Junze a score for this story."

The so-called scoring, that is, whether to raise hands or like Yan Junze's story, if more than three people agree that the story is terrifying, Yan Junze can join the club smoothly.

But since Marton's words were all said in front, Yan Junze just wanted to laugh in his heart.

As president Marton has made it clear that the story doesn't meet the requirements for membership, he'll see how others rate it.

Sure enough, when they raised their hands to express their attitude, only two people, that is, the two who were trembling with fright just now, said that they could pass, and the others, including Zhang Ying and Liao Jing, were indifferent.

Yan Junze had already expected this scene.

Marton asked the two boys who said they could pass, "Xu Yongqiang and Xia Kai, do you think this story is scary?"

"Hmm." The long-faced man named Xu Yongqiang nodded, "It's a little disgusting, I'm disgusted by the ballpoint pen inserted in the eye socket." ”

"Me too." Xia Kai raised his hand.

"Well, I failed."

Yan Junze shrugged his shoulders and was a little helpless and ready to stand up.

Zhang Ying immediately stopped him: "Eh, don't be in a hurry to leave, you still have two more chances."

"Hmm." Liao Jing also said: "We can temporarily decide to apply for membership, you still have two more chances, work hard."

"Is that so?" Yan Junze looked at Yang Yang.

Yang Yang coughed and did not speak.

"Well, I directly suspect that you guys are actually trying to hear ghost stories." Yan Junze said with a smile.

"One more one, be sure to scare us." Marton smiled and didn't answer him.

Yan Junze thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "Okay, the following story is called 'The Woman Who Hanged'."

This is one of the two missions he completed in the outskirts of Suncheon City, and compared to the disgusting task of [Lost Handkerchief], [Hanged Woman] is more focused on the horror of the heart due to environmental factors.

It turns out that nausea only frightens a small number of people, and only psychological horror has the potential to touch the deepest fears in the hearts of many more.

This time, he spoke in more detail, especially focusing on the description of the interior of the dilapidated house, repeating the dampness, the gloom, the coffin, the basement, the hanging, the long tongue, and the strange walking posture of the woman in white.

When he recounted reaching into the coffin and slowly taking out the rice paper pressed under the female corpse, it could be seen that the expressions of at least four people had changed, and the other two people hugged their hands tightly, obviously unable to hide the tension in their hearts.

The story is changed at the end by Yan Junze, who, after a series of thrilling events, finally removes the woman's body from the hanging beam in the basement.

End of story.

This time, it should be fine.

Yan Junze smiled and looked at the few people opposite, including Yang Yang, Xu Yongqiang and others, all of whom couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are definitely more than three people who feel fear.

Zhang Ying and Liao Jing glanced at each other, and the two of them looked calm, turning their heads to look at President Marton.

Marton reached out and twitched the glasses on the bridge of his nose and did not speak.

Yang Yang and Zhang Ying exchanged two words, and then whispered a few words to Marton.

Marton raised his head and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, the story is indeed very exciting, but the terrifying atmosphere you created is always a little deliberate, not very natural."

"Oh, so?" Yan Junze was surprised.

Everyone else smiled.

Marton also smiled: "Why don't you use up all three chances and then tell the last story." From a diligent point of view, even if the last one is not too intimidating, we will consider your application for membership. ”

"Alas!" Yan Junze sighed, "Okay, the last one, it's what you want me to say." ”

When the words fell, he first lowered his head, and after being silent for about ten seconds, he suddenly raised his head, squeezed out a smile, and swept his eyes over everyone.

"Didn't you notice that there were 11 people sitting here all the time?"